txolops Chapter 83 How are you doing?
Chapter 83 How are you doing?
Seeing Qin Xiyue's sharp gaze piercing Li Qingyi, who was in seclusion inside the room, Ling'er moved swiftly, appearing like a wisp of smoke between them, blocking their view.
"Who are you? What brings you here?" Her voice was icy, but her hands, hidden behind her back, were already silently forming hand seals.
The shadow in the corner began to writhe like a living thing.
Li Qingyi has been in seclusion in the house for three days, and Ling'er guesses that he is probably at a critical stage of his cultivation.
Now, we must not allow anyone to disturb us.
Now that a strange woman has come and is looking for Li Qingyi as soon as she enters the house, how can she not be wary?
Qin Xiyue glanced at her indifferently, her eyes as still as a deep well, and turned to leave.
She came here simply to confirm what she was thinking.
Now that I have the answer, I have no regrets.
"stop."
Ling'er raised her jade hand, and a pale blue spiritual light burst forth from her fingertip, instantly forming a curtain that blocked Qin Xiyue's path.
"Don't even think about leaving until you explain yourself clearly."
Li Qingyi is now infamous and universally hated.
Many people are afraid of his background and dare not take action, but this does not include some desperate people who have been harmed by Tingyu Pavilion and are now left all alone.
Ling'er was worried that the woman in front of her was the latter, so after thinking it over again and again, she decided to test her.
If you have a grudge against Li Qingyi, then kill him on the spot, and incidentally eliminate one of his enemies for him.
Qin Xiyue didn't move, but with just a glance back, she instantly guessed Ling'er's motives.
If the roles were reversed, her choice would probably be no different from Ling'er's.
"I have no grudge against him; I'm just visiting on behalf of a friend."
"Who?"
"Qin Xiyue." Seeing the lingering doubt in Ling'er's eyes, she added:
"She is my senior sister from the Array Dao Academy. She has important duties to attend to and cannot go down the mountain, so she asked me to take a look on her behalf."
"The Array Dao Academy?" Ling'er's expression showed even greater surprise and doubt. "She joined the Qingchi Immortal Sect?"
Li Qingyi had never mentioned Qin Xiyue's whereabouts to Ling'er, so when she heard that Qin Xiyue had entered the Qingchi Immortal Sect, her first reaction was disbelief.
The Qin clan's demise was inextricably linked to the Qingchi Immortal Sect.
How could she have joined Qingchi?
Qin Xiyue had no intention of wasting words with her and instead reminded her:
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. If you're going to take action, you'd better think about the person who's currently in seclusion inside."
Upon hearing this, Ling'er's eyes flickered for a moment, then she finally sighed softly, loosened her fingers, and removed the curtain blocking her way.
Qin Xiyue said no more and walked out of the courtyard.
The moment she stepped out of the courtyard gate, something unexpected happened.
From the shadows in the corner, seven or eight pitch-black figures suddenly sprang up, wielding sharp blades formed from shadows, exuding a chilling aura, and attacked Qin Xiyue from all directions.
Qin Xiyue neither dodged nor avoided, letting the dark figures attack her.
In a flash, a hazy, jade-like white halo appeared around her, and when the two haloed ...
She didn't even have to make a move before those dark figures vanished without a trace.
When Ling'er looked again, the area outside the door was empty, except for the wind chimes hanging under the eaves in the distance, which made a few clear sounds.
Inside the courtyard, Ling'er's expression was solemn.
"What a strong woman."
After a brief and simple exchange, she realized that she was no match for that woman.
……
After leaving the small courtyard, Qin Xiyue stopped in a secluded spot, closed her eyes, traced a mysterious path in the air with her fingertips, and silently recited an incantation.
The next moment, she opened her eyes and cast a cold gaze toward a certain place in the city.
"So that's where it was hidden."
Previously in Yishan City, Qin Xiyue secretly hid a tracking spell on Li Qingyi.
This is precisely to prevent the current situation from happening.
Following a premonition, she arrived at Wangchun Tower.
Looking at the dimly lit pavilion where the faint sounds of string and wind instruments drifted through the air, her lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
"You certainly know how to choose a place."
She was somewhat surprised, but thinking about it, it was in line with Li Qingyi's personality.
Qin Xiyue used a concealment technique, her figure blending into the night as she silently entered.
Passing through the bustling front hall and entering the inner courtyard, a subtle array fluctuation emanated from within.
"A crude trick."
She made her assessment in her mind, but her steps never stopped. It was as if she were passing through an invisible water curtain, and the concealment formation had no effect on her at all.
They went straight up to the sixth floor of Huanzhu Tower and arrived at the door of the quiet room.
When she pushed open the door to the quiet room, a look of panic flashed across her face for the first time ever.
Li Qingyi lay on the ground, covered in blood, her clothes torn in many places by the sword energy, and dark red stains spread on the ground beneath her.
If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest, she would have thought that Li Qingyi had already passed away.
Qin Xiyue quickly stepped forward, knelt down in the pool of blood, and let her white dress be stained with blood.
She carefully lifted Li Qingyi's head and placed it on her lap. She then placed two fingers on Li Qingyi's neck pulse and, realizing that Li Qingyi was not in any danger, her tense nerves relaxed slightly.
"This sword wound must have been caused by practicing the true essence of swordsmanship."
She murmured softly, her fingertips brushing against his brow, which was furrowed in pain.
"In your past life, were you also so reckless in your cultivation?"
Qin Xiyue's movements were gentle, quite different from her usual aloofness.
She quickly took out a jade bottle from her storage bag, poured out a few fragrant pills, and carefully fed them to Li Qingyi.
Then, he took out several small flags engraved with intricate runes, flicked his wrist, and the flags were precisely inserted into the ground around him, setting up a small and exquisite healing array.
The formation was activated, and a soft white light enveloped Li Qingyi.
The gruesome sword wounds on his body began to heal slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
……
Li Qingyi, who was in a coma, was losing consciousness.
Countless fragments of memory flashed by like a revolving lantern, including experiences from past lives and childhood memories from this life.
First, there are the scattered scenes from those six years at the Qin family.
Further back was the period when I met Zhou Chuan.
Further on, he lived a very peaceful life in a secluded village with a kind village woman.
Beyond that, there was only blank space.
Looking back on the first half of his life, he was filled with mixed emotions.
So much time has passed, I wonder if they are alright. Perhaps I should go back and check on them once this is over…
A vague thought flashed through my mind.
Just then, a gentle warmth flowed into my body, like the warm winter sun, dispelling the biting cold.
The sinking consciousness was lifted up by this force and slowly rose.
He struggled to open his eyes; his vision was initially blurry, then clear.
What came into view was an unfamiliar, exquisitely beautiful face.
However, the gleam in those eyes, that familiar, aloof demeanor...
But it reminded him of an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Awake?" The woman's red lips parted slightly.
With just this one sentence, Li Qingyi had already confirmed the woman's identity.
"Xi Yue, what's wrong with you..." He forced a smile, but it aggravated his internal injuries, causing him to cough lightly twice. "You've changed your appearance, but your personality is still the same?"
Qin Xiyue did not answer, but simply let him lean against her, her gaze fixed on his face, which was gradually regaining its color.
"How have you been these days?" she asked.
Upon hearing this, Li Qingyi's heart stirred.
In the simulator, her words, "I will seek justice for you," still echoed in my ears.
A thousand thoughts flooded my mind, and when I tried to speak, I felt at a loss for words.
In the end, it all boiled down to one sentence: "All is well."
"Okay, get some rest."
Qin Xiyue's voice remained calm, yet it carried a warmth she had never shown to outsiders before.
Li Qingyi roughly guessed how she found him; she must have left a tracking spell on him when they parted last time.
He felt no aversion to this.
"Over at the Qingchi Immortal Sect..."
"I concealed my identity, passed the assessment, entered the Array Dao Academy, and gained some opportunities—that's all."
Qin Xiyue briefly recounted the events of the past month in just a few words.
"Then why did you come down the mountain?"
"Having heard about what happened here, and since my senior brother was about to go down the mountain to celebrate the birthday of the Zhao family patriarch, I came here."
Li Qingyi was secretly delighted. 'It seems the plan is progressing smoothly; even the Qingchi Immortal Sect knows about it.'
"What about your senior brother?"
Qin Xiyue gazed into Li Qingyi's eyes, her fingertips twirling his hair, and slowly spoke:
"It's alright. If he can't find me, he'll go to the Zhao family on his own. I'll stay with you for a few more days, and then we'll meet up."
Knowing that she had come under the guise of celebrating her birthday to check on her safety, Li Qingyi was filled with mixed emotions.
Suddenly I realized that having such a friend is truly a blessing in my life.
"The Zhao family... even after dealing with Lu Zhenxuan, we'll likely still have to deal with them." He suddenly realized something, and a chill ran through him. "How long have I been unconscious?"
At this moment, his injuries have mostly healed.
He propped himself up from Qin Xiyue's lap, his steps slightly unsteady as he quickly walked out of the quiet room, returned to the main seat, and said in a deep voice:
"Someone come here!"
Before long, Leng Qiuyi pushed open the door and entered, bowing respectfully: "Lord of the Tower".
"How many days have I been in seclusion?"
Faced with Li Qingyi's question, Leng Qiuyi thought for a moment before answering:
"For three whole days."
Upon hearing this, Li Qingyi secretly gasped.
Based on the timeline, Lu Zhenxuan will arrive in Xuan Ce City tomorrow.
Leng Qiuyi noticed the bloodstains on Li Qingyi's body and her tattered robes, and was horrified:
Who hurt the poster like this?
Just then, Qin Xiyue, now dressed in a brand-new ice-blue dress, emerged from the quiet room, looking like a fairy under the moon, aloof and ethereal.
She casually sat down on the soft couch by the window, her posture elegant.
Leng Qiuyi caught a glimpse of Qin Xiyue, her eyes filled with undisguised amazement and surprise. She wondered to herself what the relationship was between this stunning woman and the Lord of the Tower.
Although she was curious, she didn't ask aloud, instead maintaining the demeanor expected of a subordinate.
Li Qingyi felt somewhat irritated, but simply waved her hand casually:
"Go down."
"Yes, Master! Your subordinate obeys!"
As the chill of autumn faded, Qin Xiyue flicked her slender fingers, and an invisible soundproof barrier instantly enveloped the surroundings, blocking out all external noise.
Her gaze was clear and sharp as she looked at Li Qingyi, whose brows furrowed with urgency, and asked:
"What happened?"